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When he regained consciousness it was in a room he didn't recognize. Since coming to Earth Wufei had grown used to waking in unfamiliar places, but as a general rule had some memory of falling asleep there first. Such was not the case this time, and he stared at the medical equipment crammed into the cell as he sat up
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"It's a Gundam," Char says to himself, "But not one the Earth Federation ever developed. What's going on here...?"
Char guesses this new Gundam is likely a close-range model from the lack of obvious beam weaponry or bazookas, and does the best thing he can in a gravity well and finds a high point to stand on before opening communications and making himself known. His Zaku's machine gun is ready, but not aimed at the Shenlong yet.
"Pilot of the unknown unit," he says in his Captain voice on an open channel. "Identify yourself."
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The frown deepens. This is an unfamiliar model; red, with spikes on one shoulder and a squat head. He fingers the controls, but doesn't draw his beam glaive yet. The other suit is too far away, and his dragon claw can be used with less effort.
"My name is Wufei," he announces. "Who am I addressing and what is your allegiance?"
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Char thinks for a second. No one else seems to have shown up here from that battle save for Amuro. With only a Zaku to his name, he could hardly claim to be much of a leader right now.
"Formerly leader of the Neo-Zeon movement, but for now I believe I'm a free agent," he explains, voice softening to a more conversational tone. "And who might you be working for?"
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Who was he working for? Wufei snorts. He doesn't work for anything except what he believed in, and he won't tie himself down to any corrupt organization.
"I work for justice," he answers, his voice clear and strong. "What is that suit you're piloting?"
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